"Did the Oliver family lose in the end? Waters was captured on the spot and paid 50,000 gold coins as compensation?"
"The Oliver family is going back more and more, but they are defeated so miserably. It seems that the Oliver family is doomed to be hopeless in the battle for the count."
Looking at the news in his hand from the spies sent to Viscount Oliver, Viscount Locke Stan Locke, a man with conspicuous gray hair, said to himself.
"The Fergus family's attitude this time is very tough. It seems that the Fergus family really values this illegitimate son very highly. The previous assassination plan needs to be slowed down."
Viscount Xie Li, Eagle Huo Xie Li, a man with an aquiline nose, looked at the information in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Interesting, let me see if your Fergus family is qualified to compete with my Lichens family for the title."
Asa Richens, Viscount Richens, a handsome-looking man, looked at the information about the territorial war between the Fergus family and the Oliver family, with a look of confidence on his face.
"The Fergus family is another strong competitor, but I will not lose in the battle for the title."
Viscount Bessemer Isabel Bessemer, a beautiful woman with black hair, is the only female countess among the six viscount families. Her face shows confidence that is no worse than that of a man.
The territorial war between the Fergus family and the Oliver family ended with the Fergus family winning and the Oliver family paying huge compensation, but the impact of this battle was far from over.
The conflict between the two families has intensified, and the overt and covert fighting between the two families will become extremely fierce for a long time to come.
The Oliver family will not simply swallow this breath, and the Fergus family will not let go of a family who wants to assassinate one of their own children.
The results of this battle had reached the hands of the powerful nobles in the Marquis Territory through various channels almost on the same day. Even the noble families a little further away had received the news early the next morning.
It can be seen that other families attach great importance to this news. The territorial war between the two viscount families is no longer a trivial matter in the marquis territory.
Regarding this battle, the Locke family, the Bessemer family, the Shirley family, and the Richens family, the four heads of the same "Earl's War" family as the Fergus family and the Oliver family, have different opinions, but they have no differences. There is no doubt that the four families will undergo some adjustments in their subsequent strategies.
In comparison, a few days later, it was reported that the former Lord Heck's family was wiped out overnight. More than 30 people, including servants, were not spared, but few families paid attention.
The nobles who heard the news just smiled indifferently, they were just victims of the game between the two families.
Gray was unaware of the subsequent impact of the territorial war between the Fergus family and the Oliver family. With his current intelligence collection methods, he was far from being able to reach areas outside the Fergus Viscount territory, and the Fergus Viscount was obviously temporarily unavailable. There was no intention of involving him in this.
He still insisted on practicing every day, and then lived a life that he was extremely envious of in his previous life.
Wearing expensive high-end clothes, a beautiful maid is always by your side to serve you attentively throughout the day. Any needs, even physical needs, can be met.
If it weren't for the fact that this body was still too young, Gray probably wouldn't have been able to control it long ago.
Enjoying the delicacies carefully prepared by the castle's exclusive chef every day, one meal can cover the living expenses of ordinary civilians for several months.
Occasionally, I would come to the horse farm next to the castle and ride a horse on the horse farm for a gallop.
If you are not worried about being assassinated again, you can occasionally go to Shipo Forest, not far from Fergus City, to participate in hunting and enjoy the thrill of hunting.
This kind of life is really too luxurious, at least from the perspective of his previous life.
The only dissatisfaction is probably that the crisis is far from over.
As long as the Oliver family is not destroyed, the crisis will not be resolved. If there is a chance to kill him, the Oliver family will definitely take action again without hesitation.
Moreover, even if the Oliver family is destroyed, there will still be crises from other viscounties.
There are a total of six viscount families in the Marquis of Sidney. Apart from the Fergus family and the Oliver family, there are four other families. If these four families have the chance, they will probably kill him without hesitation.
In the morning, Gray usually practices in the open space south of the castle.
Gray's feet were spread apart, his knees were bent, he was half-squatting, his body was bent forward, his hands were naturally drooped, palms facing down, his head was raised, and his eyes were looking into the distance.
He kept this movement motionless, like a prostrate wind wolf waiting for prey.
Within his body, waves of numbness spread throughout his body, as if sea water was rippling in and out of his body.
With each wave, his physical quality will increase slightly. This is because the Wind Wolf bloodline implanted in his body is tempering his body in conjunction with the blood method training posture.
There was already a lot of sweat sliding down his forehead. This was already the third time he had practiced the blood method, and he had maintained this position for a long time.
Time passed by second by second, and finally, he moved from his stillness, stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, and suddenly his whole body made a crackling sound like exploding beans.
"The first practice posture for the third time has been completed. You can start the second practice posture next time."
He said it quite casually, but what he said was enough to shock Viscount Fergus and even the entire castle.
It has been less than half a month since Viscount Fergus last asked, but he has been able to hold on to the first position for the third time for ten minutes instead of six minutes. Practice posture.
This speed of progress is terrifying. If you continue to practice at this speed, even if you don't take blood beast blood, a precious thing that can speed up your practice, you will still be able to complete the third practice in three months at most. , raising the strength to a mid-level blood warrior.
With the assistance of blood beast blood, this time will undoubtedly be greatly shortened, and it should be shortened enough to within two months.
Calculating carefully, it has not been more than 20 days since he became a low-level blood warrior. If nothing happens, it will take at most three months for him to train from a low-level blood warrior to a mid-level blood warrior.
Gray didn't know how long it took Viscount Fergus to practice from a low-level blood warrior to a mid-level blood warrior, but Gray knew how long it took Bernal to practice from a low-level blood warrior to a mid-level blood warrior.
Four years, a full four years, that is to say, his current cultivation speed is at least ten times that of Bernal. One can imagine how terrifying his current cultivation speed is.
"Master Gray, please wipe your sweat!"
Seeing that Gray had stopped practicing, the maid Barbara who was waiting in the distance came forward and handed over the towel respectfully.
She was wearing a black and white maid uniform and a headband wrapped in white cloth. She had fair skin and slender legs. Among the many maids in the castle, she was also one of the most beautiful.
"Um."
Gray wiped the sweat from his forehead and returned the towel to the maid Barbara.
He glanced at the open space where he usually practiced. Because the location was remote and the castle was too big, it was difficult for the servants to clean every corner of the castle. The stone slabs he smashed with his last punch had not yet been replaced.
At the same time, there is a lot of dust accumulated on the ground. Every time I practice, dust will inevitably rise.
He frowned slightly and immediately ordered.
"Have someone replace this slate, and have someone clean it every day. It's best to replace the slate before this afternoon. I still have to practice in the afternoon."
"I know Master Gray, I'll have someone notify Butler Nick later and let him make arrangements."
The maid Barbara nodded. Considering how highly regarded Gray was now in the castle, as long as he asked the request, the housekeeper would obediently arrange it.
Then she said in a slightly playful voice.
"But, Master Gray, you may not be able to practice this afternoon?"
After getting along with Gray for so long, she had already discovered that Gray was an easy person to get along with, so when they were alone, she would occasionally speak in such a showy tone.
"Well, why?"
Gray was confused and thought about it carefully in his mind, but he didn't recall that he had any special arrangements this afternoon.
"Today is Saturday. In the afternoon, you and Miss Sarah will go to Fergus City to learn noble dance from Mrs. Emma."
It's rare to see Gray confused sometimes, Barbara said with a smile.
"Uh, today is already Saturday?"
Gray then learned that today was already Saturday.
This world has the same seven-day-a-week schedule as his previous life, but Gray rarely pays attention to what day it is.
In his previous life, when he was studying, he was particularly keen on the days of the week. After all, it was related to holidays.
After he went to work, he no longer paid attention to the day of the week, because his job at that time was on a rotation system, not the kind that rested on Saturdays and Sundays every week.
(End of chapter)